D'anna crawled out of bed (funny, she didn't remember going to bed at all last night) and found that aside from a killer head-ache, she was starving and her fridge was empty. Great. She slipped on some house shoes, puttered out to the common room in her
pajamas and began to rummage through the cupboards.
Once she found all that she was looking for, she began to cook breakfast complete with bacon, eggs, mushrooms, peppers, shredded cheddar, basically all the fixin's for omelets with a lovely full pot of coffee, plates filled with buttery toast, and a nice big basket of fresh fruit for the taking.